<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8525496990413161848</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 30 Aug 2024 18:57:16 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Morning Sucks</category><category>Crazy Animals</category><category>I hate Monday&#39;s</category><category>Heart Throbs</category><category>Pointless ramblings</category><category>What the heck IS that</category><title>CasuallyEclectic</title><description>It&#39;s the little moments that make life so rich.</description><link>http://casuallyeclectic.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Casually Eclectic)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8525496990413161848.post-3631193834811555310</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 02:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-03T12:18:06.505-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I hate Monday&#39;s</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Morning Sucks</category><title>Seriously. I hate Monday.</title><atom:summary type="text">I wasn&#39;t feeling well this weekend so I spent Friday night and Saturday lounging on the couch sleeping. When I wasn&#39;t running for the bathroom, that is. I felt horribly lazy. And, I admit, a little decadent. Unfortunately, all that sleeping really messed up my sleeping schedule. At 1:15 am I was calculating just how much sleep my insomnia was costing me and it was ugly. Since I couldn&#39;t fall </atom:summary><link>http://casuallyeclectic.blogspot.com/2008/06/seriously-i-hate-monday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Casually Eclectic)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8525496990413161848.post-450356012267006706</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 01:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-28T22:28:32.374-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pointless ramblings</category><title>Foot-in-mouth disease</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m pretty shy. I don&#39;t connect with people easily. In person anyway. I have a chronic case of Foot-in-mouth disease. I&#39;ve had it as long as I can remember, and it&#39;s getting worse in my old age. I&#39;m THAT woman. The one who attempts to compliment but insults instead. The one who says something completely innocent but it doesn&#39;t realize it came out obnoxious or lewd until hours later when it&#39;s too </atom:summary><link>http://casuallyeclectic.blogspot.com/2008/05/foot-in-mouth-disease.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Casually Eclectic)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8525496990413161848.post-5060455765344544186</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 22:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-03T11:36:50.246-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crazy Animals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I hate Monday&#39;s</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Morning Sucks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What the heck IS that</category><title>Call it what you like, it still felt like Monday.</title><atom:summary type="text">Three day weekends are the greatest. I even whistled as I drove into work this morning! To know me is to understand the enormity of my previous statement. When I pulled up into the parking lot it hit me that I had an entire day&#39;s work waiting for me and I hadn&#39;t even walked in the door yet. It all kinda went downhill from there...Now, I KNOW today is Tuesday, May 27th, but for the life of me I </atom:summary><link>http://casuallyeclectic.blogspot.com/2008/05/call-it-what-you-like-it-still-felt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Casually Eclectic)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrNNxySQZKLp2AYxA8nrKlwa6pjHXsFAwBQHrtFTwYOuayT4CLdEIn2EuuEythun8_SSDq7D3ORn_eRjKBjuZDxGFuFd50h3LE5e1dZvTPLQpCT_7JzxH2EPQW_SBVERnG4DBflFRe2iI/s72-c/100_4747.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8525496990413161848.post-5085786861095857569</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 02:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-28T15:16:06.624-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crazy Animals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Heart Throbs</category><title>Lazy afternoons</title><atom:summary type="text">I don&#39;t get many opportunities to be lazy and took full advantage this afternoon. I was lounging on the couch watching the dogs sleep and Posey play with a Nerf dart. She loves Nerf darts. Adores Nerf darts. Walks around carrying them in her mouth like they are her babies or something. I&#39;m going to have to buy a bag of 30 replacement darts just for her! Anyway, Oliver roused himself and somehow </atom:summary><link>http://casuallyeclectic.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dont-get-many-opportunities-to-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Casually Eclectic)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx09IJpIONrN81JmOq3EkWE4eGaigTFDS4pcGTXZG3UbK8y8qN933YQICQN7U8KSq49meUHOK6FERObEN-Gi2pWku5ITdeb663oyKFXavcFRlHdXK17zs6-KtTQGnyB-_Xyad1-p5xgnM/s72-c/100_4982.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8525496990413161848.post-4060545545448239570</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 23:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-02T23:21:32.842-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Morning Sucks</category><title>I hate mornings</title><atom:summary type="text">I am NOT a morning person. AT ALL. Most days I wonder why I wake up and even bother to get out of bed. I tell myself it&#39;s because something interesting is bound to happen, and I don&#39;t want to miss it. That&#39;s a crock, but any excuse will do.I dragged my exhausted butt out of bed at THE most inappropriate hour to get ready for work. When the boys woke up my oldest headed straight for the bathroom. </atom:summary><link>http://casuallyeclectic.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-not-morning-person.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Casually Eclectic)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtLteClRHMhCyAGhhhaOmehqaGid6RZDNk_bQO3JFG29BKK4-9EffP1nDqpl81gTxKZorFn7TINPEc2ytsi1GDdbySJZySyXPB9BOd0C_BPCtUyaDSnFT9jKoKXluk1Qp0fuEPLviWsL4/s72-c/100_4929.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>